Friday 25 September 2009

UNCERTAIN

Posted by iya_khin at 23:51

Nowhere
I thought I was heading towards you
Running
Can’t even move myself
Hoping
I thought you’ll be there.

Pouring
It smells like a rusty blood
Dig
Dirt is all over you
Dust
Always blown by the wind.

Death
Embraced you so sweet
Lost
It’s gone never will come back
Grieve
Thorns you have left.

Betrayed
So sick of it
Lies
It’s all over you.

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